Day 322 – Ask your parents to help you stage a realistic reconstruction of your birth

I got up hella early this morning and left Indiana for Minneapolis. I was still in the really tired mode and forgot to ask my parents for this one before I left. I do know that I broke my mom’s tail bone upon entry into this world. On a semi-unrelated note, I had a long conversation with my Grandfather about the first time he left his home state of Washington at the age of 19 on a train to New York City.